On our place, pre-spring is the most unsightly time of year. The snow and most of the ice have melted, leaving bare vistas in variations of drab. Mud mucks up roads, corrals, animals, tires, boots, and doormats.
Piles of partially-thawed sustainable-farming natural fertilizer, aka manure, are everywhere, as the fields are still too mushy to harrow.
Happily, the scenery is about to change: cute, hilarious calves will soon be appearing.
"You can only come to the morning through the shadows." ~J.R.R. Tolkien
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